I'm sorry for the delay. Here's a new chapter.

Chapter 4: The one who could make him happy

"He's finally here!" Reborn said when knocks were heard on the apartment's door. Shamall opened it and let a well dressed young man walk in, thanking the escort and sending them away. "It has been a long time, hitman Reborn."

"Cut the little talk, Boris Bakhtin." Reborn let his anger be noticed in his voice. "Tsuna disappeared and Gokudera doesn't remember him at all! Explain!"

"I'm not the responsible for this, if that's what you're thinking." Boris had a controlled tone of voice. "Neither am I that powerful."

"But you are the last of the Bakhtins." Bianchi accused.

Boris sighed heavily before pulling a chair and preparing himself to explain the situation. "The only person powerful enough to drag someone to a psychic world and has the power to do that is Catharina."

Silence fell in the room.

"Catharina died." Reborn stated coldly.

"I know that."

"Are you saying she's a zombie?!" Riohey was scared.

"She's not a zombie, neither did she come back to life. A part of her was left in this world. Precisely, in the Tenth's mind." Boris explained.

"From an illusionist point of view, to cheat death and create worlds are not so hard to comprehend." Chrome said, timidly. "However the scale of what Catharina did… not even Mukuro-sama would be able to do it."

"The power of a Bakhtin is based on mist flames, and Catharina was the strongest user our family ever had. If she had let an impression strong enough in someone's mind, she could even cheat death." Boris was surprised by Chrome's intelligence in deducing the essence of his family's powers.

"You said that a part of her was left in Tsuna's mind, right?" Yamamoto questioned Boris. "How does that work? What is that impression?"

"A strong emotion. It must go both ways. My sister was obsessed by the Vongola Tenth, and he probably felt great guilt over her death. This created a connection between them and a path to a world where she could rebuild her existence was constructed. After that, to erase someone's memories is child's play." Boris tried to be the clearest possible. "That's just my theory, though."

"I see." Reborn's intuition was telling him that the man was being honest. "How do we go to the world Catharina built?"

"Theoretically speaking, if we add a third part that is compatible with the other two, I could try to throw that person in that world. But that's as far as my powers can make it." Boris sighed heavily, looking at Gokudera. " I suggest it to be someone who is precious to the Tenth and feared by my sister. Feared to the point she would erase his memories."

Everybody turned the head to look at the confused storm guardian.

"W-what?" He was struggling to understand the situation.

"It's you, Hayato. You're the only one who can save Tsuna." Bianchi held his hands to tranquilize him, but Gokudera pushed her away.

"Someone precious to this Vongola Tenth? Someone feared by this almighty woman?" Gokudera was visibly skeptical. "Don't joke around!"

"Gokudera, calm down!" Reborn ordered.

"Don't tell me to calm down!" The boy yelled. "Don't just come into my place and tell me that I lost my memory and that now I'm supposed to save someone I don't even know! Don't ask me to just calm down and accept this!"

"You're not sounding like yourself, Gokudera!" Riohey scolded. "Where's the man who would put all his effort into things?! Who would risk his life for his friends?!"

"WHAT'S THE POINT IN PUTTING EFFORT INTO THINGS OR HELPING OTHERS?!" Gokudera was now screaming. "THEY'LL JUST ABANDON OR REJECT ME! NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY, I'LL NEVER, EVER BE ACCEPTED BY ANYONE! I DON'T KNOW WHAT MAKES ME KEEPING TRYING BUT I KNOW, DEEP DOWN, THAT THIS IS FRUITLESS! AND I WON'T TOLERATE PEOPLE LIKE YOU MAKING CRUEL JOKES LIKE… LIKE…"

"Gokudera, calm down!" Reborn ordered again. Hayato ran from the apartment before anyone could stop him. Yamamoto went after the young guardian.

Bianchi let a few tears drop. "It's been so long since Hayato met Tsuna." She said with her heart torn apart. "I forgot how he was before that… how much sadness he kept inside him."

Gokudera ran down the stairs, almost losing balance and falling if it weren't for Yamamoto to grab Hayato by the arm and pull the silver-haired closer to himself.

"What are you doing? Don't restrain me, you idiot!" Hayato tried to break free from Takeshi, but the baseball player wouldn't let him do it.

"I ask you that! What are you doing? Why are you so agitated and scared?" Yamamoto asked sadly. He just wanted to comprehend it.

"There's nothing wrong with me!"

"WHY ARE YOU CRYING, THEN?"

Gokudera froze at that statement. He touched his face and could feel the humidity. I'm crying? But… I never cry. How can I be crying? Why?

The guardian of the storm searched for his phone in the pocket of his pants and took a glance at his reflex on the screen, once he found the object. Am I sick? His eyes were red and lifeless; his skin was white like a piece of paper. His head hurt and he could feel pain in his chest, as if there was a hole in it. He couldn't remember anything.

Is there anything to remember?

He had come to Japan with the only purpose to test the future Tenth head of Vongola. Reborn had told him that Sawada Tsunayoshi had great potential but lacked many things. Gokudera saw that as an opportunity to join a family, at least. But if he couldn't succeed, nothing would change, really. He had grown so used to the solitude that it almost didn't hurt anymore. At least that was what he liked to believe.

Why do I feel so much pain? What is this feeling of emptiness? I stopped crying a long time ago. I was supposed to be strong now and not allow people to hurt me. What is causing this pain?

"You could never forget him." Yamamoto stated with resignation. "Even if your mind does, your heart won't. I've been watching you for a long time. I've seen how you smile when you're with him, how you look at him as if he was the most perfect being in existence. I've seen how much you suffered for him… but even so he was still the person who would make you the happiest man in the world." Yamamoto finally let go of Gokudera. The athlete had sorrow in his eyes. "I can't say that I like that. I really wished… I really wished that you could just once look at me the way you look at Tsuna. I'm not angry though. In all honesty, the two of you are very precious to me. And I want your happiness more than anything in the world."

Gokudera was now feeling sad and guilty. The man in his front loved him. That handsome person loved him deeply and the silver-haired one knew that he would never be able to return those feelings. Why was that?

"There's someone else…" Gokudera proffered those words knowing that they were true. His green eyes grew wide at the realization. "I love someone else."

"I knew it." Yamamoto smiled. "You wouldn't forget your Juudaime even if you heart were to be separated from your body!"

"Juudaime? Heart?" The guardian of the storm repeated, frowning. Strange images flashed in his mind. There was someone on a table… and so much blood.

"Have you decided on what to do?" Boris was coming down the stairs, followed by Reborn. Hayato looked up to them. The arcobaleno commented: "It seems that you've chilled down."

"I don't remember who this Vongola Boss called Tsuna is." Gokudera confessed. "However… if this person really exists… if he is able to change me so much… I would like to meet him. What do I need to do?"

His determination returned. Boris acknowledged. "I'll show you the path."

The Russian man approached Gokudera and put both his hands over the boy's ears, closing his eyes right after. Hayato closed his own eyes too. "I just need to locate the path…" Boris whispered.

Yamamoto saw when the man frowned. "Is there something wrong?"

"IT'S TOO STRONG! IT'S PULLING ME TOO! WHY?"

In the blink of an eye, both Gokudera and the Russian man had vanished.